I became a music industry godfather by writing confidantes.

Chapter 44 Reward: Write a Chapter for a Soulmate

"Here, I brought you a fruit platter."

Weng Shuying placed the sliced ​​apples and washed bayberries on the computer desk: "Dudu, let me make this clear to you. You're all alone in Beijing, and there are many temptations in this dazzling world, but you still have to have a conscience."

"If you ever dare to act like Zhou Yaolin from the novel, seducing and abandoning young girls, doing something so heartless, your father and I will break your legs before their families even come knocking on our door. Do you hear me?!"

Yang Du was both amused and exasperated. While eating an apple, he mumbled his grievance: "I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to spare. I don't even have a girlfriend in sight. How could I possibly do anything to wrong her? You're overthinking it."

"There's no best option, I'm just telling you the unpleasant truth upfront."

Weng Shuying glared at him before turning around, satisfied.

"Alright, stop reading these ridiculous, melodramatic stories. After you finish your apple, go for a walk in the park over there, get some fresh air. Don't just play on your computer and phone all day long; the radiation is terrible, it'll ruin your eyes—"

"Okay, okay." Yang Du stood up, put his hands on Weng Shuying's shoulders, and coaxed and pushed her towards the door, "Go watch TV."

After finally seeing Weng Shuying off, Yang Du hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when the door was opened again.

Weng Shuying looked at Yang Du suspiciously: "That's not right... You typed that article on the computer yourself, didn't you? Did you write it?"

"Oh, Mom, just leave it at that. It's for work, it's called artistic creation, you wouldn't understand."

Yang Du didn't give Weng Shuying a chance to continue asking questions. He pushed her, closed the door, and locked it in one swift motion.

"Phew...that was close."

Back at his computer, Yang Du calmed himself down and opened the Weibo editing interface.

Type Zhang Ailing's classic text into the editing box, then copy his newly created "Mistaken Passion..." into it, click the mouse, and send.

Yang Dudu's Emotional Classroom is now open!

Almost the instant the post was published on Weibo, a familiar mechanical voice echoed in my mind.

"—Task Evaluation: Barely Satisfactory!"

"—Reward coefficient: 80%!"

"—Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: 800 audio editing experience points."

"—Advanced pitch correction (1200/10000)!"

Upon hearing the system notification, Yang Du was somewhat surprised: "It's only a 'barely satisfactory' rating, not 100% moving?"

"Is it because the dramatic conflict in the article isn't intense enough? Or is it because it's not melodramatic enough, lacking in plot tension?"

"Forget it, one should be content. It's good enough to have some experience points from getting something for free. I'll try again next time."

……

Meanwhile, on a commercial street in Hangzhou, in a cozy-decorated milk tea shop.

The proprietress, Qi Chengjia, whose Weibo account is 【是脐橙啊】, was leaning against the cashier with a bored expression, sipping a glass of cold water and idly scrolling through her phone screen.

—As for why she doesn't drink milk tea, as the owner of a milk tea shop, she's already tired of it.

Suddenly, a notification popped up asking me to pay special attention to this page:

The blogger you follow, [Yang Dudu], has just updated their status.

Upon seeing this name, Qi Chengjia couldn't help but smile.

Others may have mixed feelings about the blogger "Sheep Governor", but Qi Chengjia likes him a hundred percent from the bottom of his heart.

There's no other reason than loving the house because of its owner.

Who made this 21-year-old producer tailor-make a song called "Flammable and Explosive" for Tao Cheng?

Although "Flammable and Explosive" has now dropped to second place on the charts, it has been number one for three weeks, which is enough for its fans to hold their heads high and boast about for a long time.

Moreover, Qi Chengjia found Yang Du to be a very interesting person.

He's a male music student who could easily make a living based on his good looks, but he chooses to write bizarre romance novels with a straight face. This is the first time I've seen such a niche genre.

"Come on, today is another day of being baptized in the dog blood of Governor Yang. Let me see who's going to cheat on me this time."

Qi Chengjia put down his water glass, grinned, and clicked on the newly published blog post, ready to read it for fun.

However, when her gaze swept over the opening quote of the blog post, she suddenly froze.

Perhaps every man has had at least two women like this.

[If you marry the red rose, over time, the red fades into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white remains the bright moonlight before your bed;]

[If you marry a white rose, the white becomes like a grain of rice stuck to your clothes, while the red becomes a cinnabar mole on your heart.]

She read the passage from beginning to end, over and over again, like doing a reading comprehension exercise, and chewed over it word by word three times.

With each reading, the shock she felt deepened.

As a milk tea shop owner who considers herself an artsy young woman, Qi Chengjia has some literary knowledge, which is why she understands the destructive power contained in those two short sentences.

This analysis of the darker and more flawed aspects of human nature, this exquisite metaphor constructed with cinnabar moles and moonlight, is simply brilliant!

"This...this was actually written by Governor Yang?"

No, I came here for some melodramatic and entertaining stories.

As a result, she was able to glean surprising literary value and philosophical implications from this quote.

Does this make sense?

Is this reasonable?

what?

"Holy crap!"

Qi Chengjia snapped out of his daze and quickly shared the blog post to his fan group.

[@Everyone, go read Governor Yang's latest blog post! I'm going crazy!]

Half a minute later, the group chat started flooded with messages, leaving many fans completely dumbfounded and bewildered.

No, I checked again. Governor Yang is definitely in the composition department, not the literature department.

Is this Governor Yang's true strength? Was he just putting on an act all along?

[Holy crap! I'm so uncultured I don't know how to praise him right now, all I can say is that Governor Yang has shocked my whole family!]

[Red roses, white roses—I actually found sentences that should have appeared in a literary magazine in a melodramatic piece by Zhiyin (a popular Chinese literary magazine).]

[Handing a pen to the big shot.]

[Damn it, this kid really got it! If he has this kind of writing talent, why does he keep writing this kind of melodramatic stuff? Ugh!]

[No, what exactly did Yang Du, a 21-year-old male college student, go through to have so much inspiration?]

Suddenly, a veteran fan leader in the group discovered something even more interesting.

[Sisters...have you noticed a pattern? I carefully examined Yang Dudu's Weibo timeline, and it seems...maybe...every time he publishes a sentimental post, a new song is released?]

[Really? Don't scare me.]

Following this line of thought, everyone checked Yang Dudu's Weibo and discovered that there really was this pattern.

[Case solved! Does this mean he has a new song coming out?]

[Lee Sin, you've hit the nail on the head.]

[I'll never dare to secretly laugh at Governor Yang for being a comedian again; it turns out I'm the clown.]

[I get it! Yang Du must be the kind of genius producer who writes a song and then rewards himself by writing a short essay to relax!]

[What the hell is this reward of writing a personal essay? (laughing and crying)]